delicatale | There never will be enough words - Steve/Danny

Title: There never will be enough words
Pairing: Steve/Danny
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Danny sucks Steve's cock.
Disclaimer: Don't own them, no harm intended, no profit made etc.
Word count: 812
Author's note:

armillarysphere has generously looked this over so if there is any errors/brit words left in, it's all my fault. Ahhh, the happy days of a new relationship with a new fandom. My Muse is on overload, I do apologize if you want me gone already. Wrote this at work, and it's short, but I really quite like it so if you give this a shot, I'll be eternally grateful. Anyway, I hope you enjoy, comments are amazing and I love them a lot.

There are a lot of things to say about Detective Danny Williams. Loud, brash, abrasive, annoying, stubborn are words that come to Steve's mind when he thinks about Detective Danny Williams. There are also a lot of other things Steve could say, none of which he could actually say in public, things that he’s only discovered recently, when this whole partnership turned into something more - late night, very badly timed sex, Steve offering Danny something to cling to as he drowned in his brother's mistakes and their consequences.

Terrible timing, but they haven't stopped since then. And Steve has discovered a whole new array of words that can be used for Danny Williams, along with a whole new array of feelings Steve's not very good at pinpointing, or describing.

He could try to explain how Danny sucks cock like he lives his life - hard and fierce and a little angry, teeth scraping along Steve's erection from time to time. Danny sucks cock with an intense focus on details, and it's like he's memorizing everything that makes Steve twitch and gasp and moan. Danny sucks cock with wet, obscene noises and the tips of his hair tickling Steve's lower stomach, tiny little points of contact on which Steve tries to focus so he doesn't just completely lose it in thirty seconds flat.

And now Steve doesn't want to try to explain anything any more. Right now he couldn't, anyway, because Danny is going for it as if his life depends on it, and it's been a long day and this is the kind of relief Steve has refused to hope for all afternoon.

Because Danny sucks cock like his mouth was created for that very purpose, tight and hot and with his tongue flattening against the underside or twisting around the tip on the upstroke, and Steve is very partial to getting his dick sucked, okay, he likes it - he likes it a lot. And it's not that he doesn't have stamina, because he does, it's just. It's Danny and he's fucking good at this and Steve is making sounds he didn't know he could make, high-pitched and muffled into the hand he shoves into his mouth, he's feeling things he's not felt in a while, squeezing his heart into shape.

And Danny doesn't let up. Just like for everything else in his life, he's just not the kind to give up. Danny's a giver, and it probably will break him someday, because he's just too much sometimes, giving too much out of a heart that’s too big to fit in his broad, compact chest. And on the days it bleeds Steve tries his best to stop the flood.

Danny gives; he gives until Steve is thrusting up into his mouth, until Steve tears the sheets by pulling on them too hard. He gives until Steve's stomach twists sharply, the tight coil of his orgasm springing free and shooting through the whole of him, making him shake and quiver, and Danny licks him through it because that's what he does, he goes to the end of things.

Steve barely has the strength in his trembling arms to hoist Danny back up, but he manages somehow, and it's so easy and it works so well when he wraps his hand around Danny's cock, and he's so, so hard, it makes Steve gasp, as if he didn't know, as if he didn't realize before that Danny does everything that he does for other people.

For Grace, for Matt, for Rachel, for Kono, for Chin, for him. Danny's behavior during sex is an exact copy of the way he lives his life, and Steve wants to know everything about it, wants to dig in, with teeth and nails and heart and he wants to discover all the right words to qualify Danny, arrange them in neat little rows in his head that Danny will be way too happy to kick and mess about with at every possible chance.

Danny only needs a few strong, tight strokes to come, driving his hips into Steve's hand, his eyes closed tight and his fingers curled around Steve's biceps, holding on so tight it hurts in the best of ways. Steve kisses him, all over his face, temple forehead cheekbone cheek chin lips jaw earlobe and back, tasting Danny's skin and sweat and the beer they had earlier and Danny's gasps and moans.

And that's that. They fall back into bed with shallow breaths and lazy kisses, Steve's got come all over his chest and he's sweaty as fuck and Danny is wrapped around him, his hair curling around his temples with sweat, and it's completely dysfunctional and perfect, absolutely fucking perfect. Even if Steve doesn't ever get to know all the words about Danny, he's here to stay and he'll try. He doesn't care if it takes him years.

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